the ones we miss on the count of three |
THE ONES WE MISS ON THE COUNT OF THREE**This is a work of fiction, yadda, yadda, yadda. I step outside and it seems that every memory creeps its way to the surface of my skin to tell a tale of barren ...
Posted by Lu. on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 11:09:00 PST |
Roach Motel |
Roach Motel is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real life people is deliberately coincidental. p.s. I dedicate this to Patty ... 'cause I said I would. Roach MotelI made my way down the sidewalk ...
Posted by Lu. on Thu, 01 Feb 2007 09:28:00 PST |
Hechale sal al animal... |
Dear Universe... I will not allow you to continue on with your little jokes. It stops here because I want today to be a smooth and productive day. So pfft to you. Go find someone else with a bad atti...
Posted by Lu. on Mon, 29 Jan 2007 11:18:00 PST |
Fin. |
... in the endthose who know you as youwill stand at the foot of your bedand one by one tie ribbons to your toesof colors that radiated from your eyesand silken ropes from the tips of your fingerstied...
Posted by Lu. on Fri, 12 Jan 2007 12:59:00 PST |
"The Art of Dreaming" |
be-live.The Art of Dreaming Carlos Castaneda Sorcery is the act of embodying some specialized theoretical and practical premises about the nature and role of perception in mo...
Posted by Lu. on Wed, 20 Dec 2006 11:10:00 PST |
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Let's attempt to even out the score..."I'm just a little bit afraid of youCause love won't make you cryBut, wait until the crowd goesOh, wait until the crowd goesI'm just a little bit afraid of youSo ...
Posted by Lu. on Tue, 12 Dec 2006 08:41:00 PST |
The more I know.. |
The sexier my brain is....[yeeaaah baby, check out the size of that cerebellum!!]I have this new gig. I've been there a whole two days.. so far... I'm so friggen confused I feel like I'm walking aroun...
Posted by Lu. on Wed, 06 Dec 2006 06:57:00 PST |
well I'll be damned... |
What is my role in the world? My eyes shine, I long to pierce the night from which secrets of the future are hidden and I push from me a mad, happy dream of youth, telling myself my role is that of so...
Posted by Lu. on Sat, 02 Dec 2006 11:25:00 PST |
when the day skips a beat |
Soy un calcetin.I guess that's me.Kinda grungy lookin'... but still rather comfortable...a little tattered...Not really the same color anymore...usually out of place...but makes a rather good hand pup...
Posted by Lu. on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 03:38:00 PST |
::Love:: |
I've seen old married couplessitting in their rockersacross from one anotherbeing congratulatedfor staying together 60 or 70years,either of whomwouldlong ago havesettled for somethingelse, anything el...
Posted by Lu. on Wed, 08 Nov 2006 08:18:00 PST |
